Octopus
There’s an animal with copper-based blood,
whose epidermis flows with flashes,
flowered bursts, revealing the life within.
If man and woman is synthesis
of every creature, a hierarchic piece
of every preceding age built from the bank
of an ancient river—a bridge
between spirit and nature—then maybe this
one is exemplar of the emotional
just behind the mask of everyday life;
a halo, afferent and efferent,
reticulated and coursing
between the real and the dreams.
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